After Me

I'm Extremely afraid of spiders. I afraid to the point that I actually fear that they're out to get me. Ridiculous, I know, but I can't ban the thought from my mind. Yesterday in the shower, one tried to jump me and wound up on the wall near me. I pretended to let it live before I drowned the sucker like I do with any spider that so rudely drops in on me while I'm naked, vulnerable and showering. Then today, while I was cleaning horse stalls, one was headed my way so I shoveled him into the wheel barrel, and then another dropped down behind me three stalls later. I damn near had a heart attack when I turned and saw him. You know, I'd be just fine if they could just stay out of my sight.

I hate when things can't turn out right. You want it to go one way, you will it to go one way, and it completely ignores you and does whatever the hell it feels like. I had planned on hitting bed early tonight. Slip in around ten or ten thirty. I'm not asleep,and it's twelve forty-seven. This always happens though. I get my mind set on something and that something screws up everything else.

I'm too tired to go on. I'll post again...later today I hope. Again, I copyright all this and if you use it without my permission I will find you and sue you.

To all of you, any of you, if there's anyone, have a nice day,
Yours Truly.